One:
Alan, my new found partner, the partner in The Alliance, and I sat in our offices, plush offices. We sat, more to be honest, in his office, chatting over, going over the first 6 weeks together. We were both pleased, both happy and soon the two month provisional period we both agreed upon, would be over and a formal partnership established.
It had been 6 weeks since 'that' dinner night, 6 weeks since you secured the Alliance for me, no for us. 6 Weeks since you sucked his cock, fucked his cock, fucked him.
You still never knew or asked if I had seen anything that night. I guess there was no need for you to know. After all, it was I who had asked you to fuck him that night. Full of shame when I asked you to do that, but your smile and your wordsβ¦"for you darling, I will" put me at ease. I loved you then, I love you now. Nothing will ever change that.
Like you, Alan never gave me any cause for concern, no mention of the sex you two enjoyed. Even though I did apologize to him for crashing out like that. I told him I was so embarrassed for doing that. He smiled, told me not to worry, for he too crashed out himself not long after I did. Inwardly, I smiled. "Oh I know, tired from the good fucking my wife gave you" my thoughts said, my mind smiling.
Did you two fuck again in the morning I wondered? You weren't in the bed when I woke and Alan had long gone, you told me he had. You told me you made him some very strong black coffee. Did you also fuck him? Maybe sucked his cock again? I don't know, I didn't ask. You sucked mine though and you rode me so hard that morning. An aftermath of the morning? Or a carry on from the night before? I don't know. I didn't ask. All I know was, two days later, I received a phone call from Alan, inviting me to his offices for a chat and lunch.
The deal was signed, the partnership agreed. A provisional two months period and the Alliance would be formed. Thank you my darling. I love you.
Two:
The first 6 weeks had gone well, very well. I had worked so hard during those 6 weeks, maybe too hard, maybe too many long hours. I know that I neglected you a little, too tired to take you as I wanted to, too tired to fuck you hard, like you wanted to be fucked. However, things were beginning to settle down somewhat, the initial surge, the initial drive abating a little. The merger, the partnership, the Alliance had gone well, very well. The next paycheck would show that. As would the gift to you, the gift to take you shopping for a new outfit or two, as you desired.
Three.
"I feel that we ought to have dinner soon' Alan said as a matter of fact. 'To celebrate what we have done so far, business has been good, far better than I thought it would have been" he added. I nodded in agreement. I thought of you, you did need some quality time with me, I did owe you this, for without you, I wouldn't be here now. "I am sure that Miranda can organize something for the four of us" I said, assuming that his wife would be joining this time. "Oh, I will be alone, the good wife is away for the next 5 weeks, her Mother is very ill in Oregon and she has gone to stay with her" he said looking at the photograph of his wife and his desk.
"Sorry to hear about that Alan" I said, the picture becoming clear. He wanted, or was hoping for a repeat performance. I found myself getting an erection at the thought. Strange as it may seem, I enjoyed your session with Alan, I loved the thought that feigning sleep, bringing out the voyeur instincts in me, watching the way you handled the whole affair, the way you teased, I guess bringing out the exhibitionistic side of you too, a side that I knew was there anyway, a side that I thoroughly enjoyed. You did too. I know you do, many a time have you flashed those wonderful breasts, not just to me, but many times, in the mall, the bending over the freezers, the bending to look at things. The top opening, exposing those breasts, the skirt rising at the back, exposing those thighs.
"Sure, this Friday seems to be clear Alan" I tell him without thinking if you are free. There is no reason why you shouldn't be free, after all, I did promise you the weekend together, no work, just shopping and plenty of loving and love making. So I guess it would be okay with you.
Luckily, it was. You smiled. Were you waiting for me to ask the question? Were you waiting to ask me the question? "Am I to fuck him again?" Was that the question? It wasn't asked if it was. "Did you want to fuck him again?" I wondered. The question wasn't asked so the answer couldn't be given. "Did I want you to fuck him again?" another question running through my mind. The answer? Yes, that ran through my mind too. The answer was my erection, the thought of you being taken again, the thought of you dressing accordingly, teasing, exposing, sucking and fucking. It turned me on. Was that bad? Is that normal? What is normal? Questions, questions. This Friday, the penultimate week of the probationary period, one week to go for the formalization of the Alliance. He chose the date well. Clever man.
Four:
I arrive home a little after 6. Opening the door to be greeted by the wonderful aroma of the dinner being prepared. Even more wonderful was to see you at the sink, totally naked. You hadn't heard me. You hadn't heard the key in the door. Lust. Pure animal lust took over. My cock already hard, solid, erect. The sight of your tight ass, those legs, so smooth, the long black hair, shimmering in the spotlights. I needed to fuck you. Not make love, I needed to fuck you.
Quietly placing the briefcase and the laptop on the floor, taking off my jacket, undoing the tie, unzipping my pants, taking out my cock, I stole up onto you.
Roughly pushing you over the sink. You screamed in fear. Then giggled as you saw it was me. The giggle turned into a moan as my hands slapped your ass, as my voice said. "spread those legs baby" Forcing you further over the sink, your legs wide I pushed my hard cock into your pussy. Animalistic fucking, no finesse, I needed to fuck you, just to fuck you. Grabbing your breasts, squeezing them as my cock slipped in and out of you, my balls slapping your ass as I kept slamming into you, harder, deeper with each thrust.
"Ohhhh yessss Martin, fuck me harder baby" you moaned as you moved to meet my thrusts, taking my cock in deep, squeezing it with your muscles, strong pussy muscles. The ferocity of the sex, the urgency of the sex. All to much for me, for you. We came, almost together. You came as you felt my cock exploding into you. "Nowww baby, I am cumming" I groan as my cock pumps into you, pumping the contents of my balls into you. "Ohhhh Fuckkk, me too, nowww, harderβ¦.fuck me harder" you scream. The eruption coated my cock, ran down your thighs. I held myself inside you, my cock twitching inside you, still hard, still warm. You moved, pulling me out. Sinking to your knees, you took me into your mouth. Moaning as you taste the mixtures of our juices on my cock. Swallowing me, taking me deep inside your mouth then letting me go, licking my balls, not wanting to waste any.
You stand. I take you in my arms. Kiss your lips, tasting the mix of juices. "Hello darling" I say to you.
"Mmmm, fancy going back out and coming in again baby?" you ask with a laugh. I slap your ass. "Get the dinner on the table servant" I tell you, ducking to avoid your friendly slap.
Over dinner, I tell you of Alan's wish. You smiled. "Sure it's okay honey" you say to me, the eyes sparkle. All those unasked, and unanswered, questions running through the mind.